Nabal has been off and on this week. He lost his stash and his mother's number. He is not a happy camper... He is home, I am thankful for that. He is moody and kinda hyper vigilant. Always double checking me, like how did we survive while he was emotionally absent this last year. The kids are both out of school now and I'm trying to get our boy to find a summer job. He's still got so much anger stored up and he's socially scared. He still sees the counselor... He likes the Doc, and I hope it is doing him a world of good.
Nabal came in about noon- watched soccer and left. Not a word to me. One of the guys that works for him told our boy that Nabal just told everyone he was tired of working so they were knocking off. The guys wanted to keep working, Nabal said no. The guy talking to our boy already has another seasonal job lined up and our boy is going to work with him. I'm happy he won't have to work with Nabal and be around his father acting badly. He is going to be shocked by the pay checks though!
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